Chapter 593 Disciple Wang Fute came to pay his respects to Mr. Enfu
Chapter 593 Disciple Wang Fute came to pay his respects to Mr. Enfu (fourth update)
Author: sunny
Chapter 593 Disciple Wang Fute came to pay his respects to Mr. Enfu (fourth update)
After watching the group of elite soldiers and generals from the Imperial City Division leave, Zhao Adban turned his head and approached Yang Duzhi with a smile as he walked eastward.
Yang Douzhi chuckled, picked up the pot and poured a cup for Zhao Abban.
Zhao Abban stretched out his legs, took it, tilted his neck, and sucked it off in one gulp.
I heard Yang Douzhi in front of me speak meaningfully.
"We have to do a good job of waiting for the No. 1 pick on the bus that time. I'll keep an eye on those brats if you can help me."
"You all know, don't worry. I will definitely keep an eye on Duke Zhuangyuan's affairs personally, and I won't dare to slack off at all."
"Speaking of which, why is the Number One Scholar Guild so interested in that yellow-haired school secretary?"
"Don't blame me, our family can't figure it out. Speaking of which, how can the number one scholar do things that ordinary people like me can guess?"
Those words made Zhao Yaban deeply convinced and he nodded frequently.
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Liang Shicheng slowly walked out of the palace gate and boarded the soft sedan that belonged to him. After entering the sedan, he lazily gave instructions and began to close his eyes and relax.
As great eunuchs, they have residences outside Tokyo, so the government will grant them the privileges of those great eunuchs.
As for Bu Nao, although he also has a house, is it too far behind compared to Tong Guan's high-end mansion?
Even if it can't be compared with Yang Jian's, it's still inferior. Li Yan's house is actually quite good. Liang Shicheng has been craving for it for a long time.
Hey, after Li Yan's death, the house was taken back by the Baogong family.
He asked Liang whether he wanted to ask for that house, but he never had the right opportunity to ask.
When I think about it, a few months ago, after I submitted my copybook to the official family, I was immediately thrown out of my mind because of the Tong Guan incident.
This really made Master Liang feel very gloomy. Speaking of which, Tong Guan's ugly calligraphy came to mind.
Could it arouse great evil in the official's heart, bury the boy in disgrace, and make him feel happy?
At that moment, Master Liang Cheng'an was walking in the soft sedan chair, wandering and thinking wildly.
Then a familiar voice was heard outside the sedan.
"Enfu, Enfu... Disciple Wang Fute is here to pay his respects to Mr. Enfu."
Liang Shicheng sighed helplessly and opened the sedan curtain. Sure enough, he saw Wang Fu, who had a yellow beard and eyebrows and a wide mouth, groveling and saluting him at the door of his house.
He had a flattering or even flattering smile on his face, and there was a food box in front of him.
"Boy, okay, what did Mingyue bring to our family? Hey, that smell..."
Liang Shicheng couldn't help sniffing and his expression became confused.
"Mr. Enfu, didn't you tell me before that there are very few dishes that suit my taste outside of Tokyo? The only fish restaurant you'll find five miles south of Chenzhou Gate is Huji. The fish soup is the best.
Is it delicious?
I guessed that Mr. En Fu’s bright moon should be in the east, so he rushed to Hu Ji’s shop early in the morning to buy some liquid fish soup, so that Mr. En Fu could have a feast..."
"Okay, okay, it's rare that I'm serious about it."
Smelling the alluring fragrance, Liang Shicheng couldn't help but pursed his lips and nodded slightly towards Wang Fu, who was working as a secretary in the Secretariat Department.
A confidant on the side carried the food box into the house. Liang Shicheng took two steps and gestured towards Wang Fu.
Wang Fu couldn't help but look ecstatic and followed the close confidant of the Wei Shu family into the mansion.
"Okay, okay, Tokyo's Bianliang City is full of delicious food, but what's good for our family is this fish soup."
Sipping the fish soup in the bowl, Liang Shicheng smiled broadly.
And Wang Fu, who was given a bowl by Liang Shicheng, couldn't stop praising it, because he thought that the fish soup was delicious and was definitely a rare delicacy in the world.
Only a wise man like Mr. Enfu can understand the ultimate taste of the fish soup.
Listening to the little school secretary's shameless flattery, he really looked like himself back then.
At that time, I was not that young. In that royal palace, I had already seen the weak and the strong, so I could protect myself, restrain my sharp edges, and grow carefully.
In the past, I slowly climbed forward step by step, but the many stumbling blocks that once stood in front of me either collapsed or were pushed down.
In the past, only Yang Jian was left in front of him.
Just make a fuss, if Yang Jian doesn't die, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to become the closest and closest person to the official family.
Not long after he created the Thin Gold Body as an official, he, who regarded himself as a cultural person among eunuchs, decided to take the talent route.
I began to practice hard on the Slim Golden Body, and it became clear that the Slim Golden Body was almost complete, and even though I was wrong, I praised it very much.
But I always feel that there is something between me and the official family, but I can't see through it or touch it.
It seemed that Yang Da knew something. Could it be that he couldn't tell a single sentence of truth from the mouth of Yang Da who was so wary of him.
This made Liang Shicheng feel a little sad. After finishing the bowl of fish soup, his eyes glanced at Wang Fu, the school scholar who had become his neighbor a few months ago.
That boy came to visit frequently, and he was very thick-skinned. However, he was also sweet-tongued, generous and generous in his presentation, and he paid more attention to what he asked for, and he did what he wanted.
As time went by, I no longer objected to that boy calling me Mr. Enfu.
Hengxing is, after all, just a small schoolboy. Let's take a look. If there is a chance, I won't hesitate to mention Bahuan.
Thinking of this, Liang Shicheng turned around and gave a few instructions to his entourage. In a short time, his entourage hurried back and respectfully handed over a piece of folded rice paper.
After Liang Shicheng shook his head and looked at it, he stood up with a smile, came to Wang Fu who had already stood up, and handed it over.
"Thank you for your hard work. Since my boy is so sincere, why don't we just write it a few months ago? I'll take it and practice it carefully..."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Enfu, for giving your disciple your masterpiece. The disciple will definitely practice hard and live up to Mr. Enfu..."
Wang Fu was so happy that he knelt down on his knees, took it into his legs respectfully, and thanked Master Liang for a long time.
After seeing Liang Shicheng's distressed expression, he wisely stood up and left.
Carrying Liang Shicheng's copybook, Wang Fu left Liang Shicheng's mansion with a smile on his face. He went straight to the diagonal house and pushed in the door.
Ignoring the host who saluted him, Wang Fu walked quickly, returned to the study, and carefully spread out the copybook given by Liang Shicheng.
The fingers of his legs touched the handwriting on the surface, and his expression became more and more excited.
Is it true that the Emperor lives up to his hard work and chops firewood with ease? His unremitting efforts in the past six months finally impressed Zhongguan Liang...
